Spit-Up

Because spit-up is such an important part of my vocabulary now, I looked it up in the Merriam-Webster Dictionary. As a verb, it's two words - spit up - and as a noun, it's hyphenated. I always kind of wondered that when I was recording in Emma's notebook. Now I know. Lately her reflux has been much worse...again. It's not just more spit-up...she screams during and after her feedings, and before she spits up. I can handle spit-up...but I'm not going to let her live in pain every day. She's been eating some solids for a couple of weeks now, but if anything, introducing new foods has made it worse. Green veggies are definitely out. So far, sweet potatoes have been the only thing she can tolerate. I've decided to not really listen to the dr (because honestly, he's been less than helpful) and go a different direction with the order of foods. Next week, I'm going to try avocado. I've heard that it's a good first food, especially for babies with reflux. After that, pears, which are supposed to be the best fruit for reflux babies (not very acidic). And then bananas, which have gotten mixed reviews. I talked to a nurse at our doctor's office again, and she said that there's nothing else we can do. She's on the max amount of Prevacid (I know kids who take more, but I don't really want to just keep upping the meds either) and there's no better formula to try. She did say to give the Prevacid a month to work...lady, she's been on Prevacid almost her entire life. She's been on this particular dosage since August 4th...which makes 2 1/2 months. They keep awesome charts there. Oh, but she did give me some advice...keep her elevated when she eats and for 30 minutes afterward. No way, that's profound. She said it sounds hard to do. Well, she eats in a highchair and we keep her up for longer than 30 minutes. It's very frustrating. I think we are going to have to see a specialist or switch doctors. I'm really fed up with his office right now.

On a happier note, I've started my Christmas shopping. I'm almost finished with Emma. I'm excited for her first Christmas. I'm ready to put the tree up soon, but Nick refuses to until after Thanksgiving. I have presents wrapped and everything. I love Christmas.